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The iron pot that he usually never left his body was even still on his head at this time. A dense brown beard grew randomly, and Dave's mouth was tightly pressed into a gap, making it look like he was expressing breathlessly.

The pair of big and small eyes illuminated by the white light emanating from the top of his head, just lying quietly on the pillow, seemingly never closing his eyes, waiting for himself early, at this moment, staring directly at Lin Li.

The hair on my body stood on end, and goosebumps spread all over my body uncontrollably.

We are prepared, but the preparedness is not enough. Who would have thought that a person would inexplicably sleep with his head facing the exit? Isn't that a disease?

Although Dave looked sick at first sight.

After a brief speechlessness, Lin Li coughed twice and tried to remedy the current situation. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile:

"Ahem, um...Dave, did you go to bed so early?

It's like this, I have accumulated some loess that you need, and I didn't want to disturb you at first, but I just counted and I only have eighteen lawn mowers, which is not a round number.

I have a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. I originally planned to go to bed, but I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep, so I had no choice but to come to you at this time in exchange for two lawnmowers.

Sorry to bother you, but can I change it? I really need this."

In the small cabin, dim white light flooded, and Dave just stared at Lin Li, without giving any response to Lin Li's fluent explanation because he had an idea.

"Dave?"

Lin Li noticed something was wrong.

He slowly moved his body and gradually left Dave's sight. However, although Dave's eyes remained open, his eyes did not move with him.

Could it be that...this guy is the kind of person who sleeps with his eyes open, right?

Lin Li stretched out his hand and waved in front of Dave's face, then raised his middle finger to him as a sign of gratitude, but Dave still didn't respond.

Scared myself.

He should really sleep with his eyes open.

Lin Li breathed a sigh of relief, gently caressed his chest, and wiped away the few drops of sweat that had unknowingly leaked from his forehead.

After no longer looking at Dave, the feeling of horror instantly dropped several notches. Lin Li looked around and took stock of the environment.

The quality is still the same as that of a log cabin at home. Not to mention anything else, the big bed Dave is currently lying on is very soft and comfortable, giving Lin Li a feeling of home.

It would be such a waste to give this kind of bed to a greasy uncle like Dave.

Opposite the bed, there is still a wall clock, which is more refined than my own and is coated with a layer of white paint. In the glass mirror, the second hand is constantly adjusting its position.

The room was silent except for the sound of gears turning and Lin Li's breathing. Because it was so quiet, Lin Li could even hear his own beating heart.

wrong.

When such thoughts flashed through his mind, Lin Li realized something was wrong again.

He looked at Dave... at this Dave who was too quiet and completely silent.

Dave's stereotype for Lin Li was that when he fell asleep, even if he wasn't snoring loudly, he should at least be sleeping in an inelegant posture, grinding his teeth and talking, rather than being so quiet.

A sloppy uncle shouldn't be like this.

As quiet as a dead person.

Looking at his flat quilt, Lin Li hesitated for a moment and put his index finger on the tip of Dave's nose.

"..."

Nothing at all.

There is no exhalation or inhalation of air flow at all.

Dave wasn't breathing.

The cold hair that had just laid down stood up again, and goosebumps swept across Lin Li's body again.

Damn it, Dave must have been killed, right?

Lin Li immediately stretched out his hand and pinched the corner of Dave's quilt. Cao Cao's incident of "murdering in my dream" did not happen, and the quilt was easily lifted.

However, there was no horrifying scene like seeing blood stains all over the quilt as he expected. On the contrary, everything was going very well.

Dave crossed his hands on his swollen belly, sleeping peacefully, like a corpse in a wooden coffin in a church that will be purified by the priest.

Lin Li turned around and found no wounds. His clothes were intact and there were no traces of zombie bites.

After hesitating and thinking for a while, Lin Li put the quilt back on Dave's body, and pressed the corners of the quilt, trying to restore it to the way it looked when he lifted it off.

Dave might not be dead, and he could still see him tomorrow. This was Lin Li's hunch.

It was true that Dave was not breathing, but Lin Li discovered that he actually didn't know whether Dave needed to breathe or not.

When I usually get along with him, I really don't care about this.

Even though he was dead, he still had the instinct to breathe, but maybe Dave was dead in another situation where he didn't need to breathe. Besides, there were doubts about him. Whether he was a human being or not still needs to be examined.

Lin Li shook his head regretfully - just now, the thought flashed through his mind that if this guy who was likely to be the villain of the dungeon was smothered to death with a pillow tonight, would he be able to clear the level early?

Now it seems that it is no longer possible, after all, you cannot kill a dead person.

Lin Li showed a steel rod and took it in his hand.

It’s not that I intend to smash Dave’s body directly. If Dave is gone, maybe after he generates his intelligent brain, there will be no one to guide him through important plots.

Instead, Lin Li planned to continue exploring inside the house - after all, until now, he had not seen where the exaggerated number of lawn mowers were placed.

Based on his understanding of horror movies, when he tried to go deep, it was very likely that Dave would 'wake up' and appear behind him, so Lin Li needed a steel rod to reassure him.

It may not be useful, but it will definitely give you peace of mind.

Lin Li continued to walk along the moving line of the house. With the faint light above his head, he could barely see the scene in front of him clearly.

Soon, Lin Li walked to a place similar to a storage room. On the wall closest to the outer door, there was an iron bucket, which contained the loess that Lin Li had collected during this period.

In addition to loess, there are indeed a large number of lawn mowers stored here.

But not all lawn mowers are complete. In fact, a large part of them are still scattered accessories. Smaller accessories are neatly stacked together, which frees up more space.

Dave is still a rough-and-tumble person.

Lin Li lowered his head to examine carefully, licked his lips with his tongue, picked up a few accessories, and illuminated them with his head.

"Does Dave make all lawnmowers?"

Seeing the condition of the accessories like this, Lin Li couldn't help but have this thought flashing through his mind.

But I don't see any hardware or other tools here. Do you need to use brute force to disassemble it?

Lin Li picked up another complete one and planned to see its structure.

[You have triggered the game dungeon exclusive easter egg "The Thief", and you have obtained "Dave's Lawnmower"*1, which is prohibited from use in this dungeon.]

Such a voice suddenly sounded in my mind, and the lawnmower in my hand disappeared.

"..."

Good guy, is there such a good thing? Although the props obtained cannot be used in this instance, the level is also a prop.

"call--"

Before Lin Li could check the properties of the props, a strange sound came from nearby, which attracted Lin Li's attention.

Lin Li took a few steps back, left the storage room, and continued walking forward - that was the source of the sound.

The cold moonlight collided and blended with the white light from Lin Li's head. Dave's home was different from his own. His back door and windows were not blocked. At this moment, the back door was open.

Lin Li could see the white mist filling the back door. Occasionally, the mist would seep into the room, but it would dissipate quickly.

The flow of mist can be clearly seen, and the sound just now was obviously the sound of wind outside.

Lin Li's Hanmao: Your mother.

After swallowing a sip of saliva and feeling the chills on his body rising again, Lin Li tightly held the steel mix in his hand and held it in front of him.

Because in the corner of his sight, he saw...

He stretched out half of his foot that was floating in the air.

First order!

There was a patch in yesterday's update, and the changes to the Brain of Wisdom were delayed until five in the morning.
Chapter completed!